Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Loss

  • I Can’t Escape From You

      The frame that captures your face. The mirrors that reflect the beauty of what you are. All those lonely roads, seeping from the corners of your eyes, drowned in time and lost adolescence. Relics of memories. Like particles of dust, drifting without words. Immersed in daydreams, I’m too tired to be coherent. To drift Read more

  • Little Bethany

      The sky is blue, sometimes grey. Clouds and rain, passing in due course as sirens cut through the air disturbing my sleep. Closing my eyes, I try to get back to that warm place, but slowly it fades leaving me cold and alone. I was having a dream about Sarah at the time she Read more

  • Poem For A Passing

    son, husband father, grandfather a crazy diamond until the end a lifetime of stories, of mysteries and of love always searching for adventure always seeking the great beyond my childhood you shaped the man I became guided by your vision a fool and a poet, you were more than words could ever describe time may Read more

  • From Such Greats Heights

    You spend your life always losing. Years spent in the shade of great trees only for them to be cut down leaving you naked in the face of a dangerous sun. It’s gaze unforgiving. It makes and destroys you like it were nothing at all. Shadows where life once was. Those last moments spin in Read more

  • Haunted

    These days, they make me feel alive. A mess of words and strange thoughts. A trial of snakes and ladders. Heaven comes crashing down as the waves of lost opportunity splash around our bare feet. She’s dangerous, but the best ones always are. A rose and a thorn between tightened fingers. So many lost lovers. Read more

  • Hell

    pain and mutilation suffering so serene detest insects bleached skin and empty insides stain’d fuck’d howl’d with every passing second in every possible way we obliterate everything we are we doom ourselves to nothingness without so much as a thought as to what happens next Read more

  • Moments

      If the world were to come to an end, who would you run to? If death came knocking and the hours escaped with no going back, who would you take in your arms one last time? It shouldn’t come down to catastrophe of course. Nor the curse of illness. Each and every day, we Read more

  • Songbird

    the sky collapses. falling down. like buildings. bodies. and as the songbird flies. towards the sun. my heart breaks. beyond the war. the war of ourselves. beyond the darkest days. through the fire. thats rages. survivors dying. silver linings no more. everything. crumbles. the agony of a thousand paintings. a million faces. merging. into a Read more

  • Butterfly

    dead flesh, painted pulling off butterfly wings no breathing just existing cling, just cling to everything beautiful love, everyone   Read more

  • A Life In The Day

    I was working in a discount clothing store when I first saw her. Going through the motions of another mundane shift, it was September, and a fresh new batch of recruits were being shown around the first floor. This is where I worked, on the homeware department. Consisting of maybe a half dozen faces, she Read more